I'm telling the world ~Sambucky~ Band Au

Chapter 1

Sam POV

"Babe, can you give Nat her pick, I forgot I had used it earlier"
Buck's statement broke me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah no problem"
"Thank you, you're a lifesaver" he said, not even looking up from his book.

I picked up the pick and walked down stairs to Natasha's room, I knocked twice before the door was being thrown open.
"Sam... hi"
"Wanda?"
What? They are always fighting it's weird that she was in there and there isn't anything broken.
"I came to give this" I held up the pick "to Natasha" she took it.
"Thanks Sam, she's held me hostage in here looking for it"
I chuckled and made my way back to mine and Bucky's room.

(A month later)

Bucky has been a little distant, though he usually is when they are doing something for a show. They have a show next week and he'll probably be back to normal by the end of it. I understand too well about the stress of performing well in front of others, I have to show this jet I've been fixing to the buyers, and damn were they entitled when they dropped it off.

(After the show)
(Sorry for so many time skips so close together)

Bucky POV

I ran up to Sam when I got home, and he just pat me on the back and went upstairs. Had he saw what happened after the show?
I walked to our room and opened the door, quietly as Sam usually passes out after 10. But he was up. "Hey baby" he said.
"Hey, you wanna tell me whats up" I asked.
"Bucky, I wanna go public with you"
I stiffened "You want that?"
"Yes Bucky! Do you know how hard it is to see these girls hitting on you and you can't even do anything about it?"
"Sam, I'm sorry you feel that way but I'm not ready for that yet"
"Then when Bucky?!"
I looked at him, honestly I just wanted to go to bed. This conversation could wait a while. "I'm going to bed Sam" I told him as I stood up and walked to the door. "Where are you going"
"I'm sleeping on the couch tonight, I need sleep, and I can't do this conversation right now" and I did, I slept on the couch for a week, and he tried to talk to me about it, but I still wasn't ready for it. I wasn't until he was gone. He left with a note, all my clothes he borrowed were being washed, all his clothes and necessary items were gone.

The note said:

Dear Bucky,
You have never been good at goodbyes so I wrote this note so I wasn't tempted to stay. You wont hear me out when all I wanted was to tell someone about us, it sucks not being able to be lovey around you when we are out somewhere. So, until you are willing to let me talk, and at least tell my family about us, I will be staying with my sister.
All my love,
Sam

I was devastated, I never meant to drive him away, I just wanted to stay in our bubble a little longer. I was busy writing a song with the band, that's how I would come out. But I was stupid and I pushed away the only thing that made me happy, aside from the band, but even that seemed dull now. I didn't even realize I was crying until a tear dropped on the paper. After that, I just let it out. I locked the door and curled up on ou- my bed. I stopped crying around midnight, and remembered I hadn't eaten anything all day, too busy rehearsing the song with the band. We started rehearsing at 7am, and it ended at around 9am, then, we picked up again at 11am and went for a few hours. I decided my stomach could wait a bit longer.

I woke up around 11 and just went on social media, I stalked Sam's page for a while when I found a picture of Sam's nephews play fighting. It was cute. I had met his family once or twice and they were super nice. Even to me who just glares at everyone all the time. His nephews insisted on hanging from my metal arm, and even though I looked uncomfortable, it was really nice being able to just have fun.

At 1 my body decided it needed food so i went to the kitchen and grabbed an apple. Nat was there, so was Steve. I tried to keep my head low but Nat saw me.
"What happened" she questioned, or more like demanded to know but still.
"Sam left" Steve stiffened and sucked in a breath and Nat just gasped and threw her arms around me.
"Oh Bucky I'm so sorry" I heard Steve say before he joined in on our hug, Wanda, Pietro, Tony, and Bruce had been in the doorway (of course they were) and joined in on the hug as well.

Sam had really been the one thing keeping me from going and listening to my thoughts. The others knew this, they were great but I needed Sam.
"I need him" I whimpered.
And they all hugged me tighter.